Tapestry
You say you're too young to know,
That would've been fine 2 or 3 odd years ago,
It just hurts to see,
Looking up at me,
Your fractured soul on fire
You wanna be the nice girl,
the not girl,
the down to earth but still hot girl,
the cool girl,
The sweet girl
the any day of the week girl,
you move out you break down,
you find yourself a new town,
you won't find harmony
Cos you're just a tapestry,
Made out of broken things,
You could be anything at all,
But now you're just a collage,
Working in a local bar,
SO afraid that you could fall,
It doesn't take a million answers, from a million places to know one thing,
Cos you're just a tapestry,
Totally incomplete,
But you still completed me
I set myself up to fail,
keep my words locked up to no avail,
It just hurts to know, that not long ago,
You knew just where we stood
I tried to be the right guy,
The nice guy,
The listen to what you said guy,
the fun guy,
The shy guy,
The fed up but I still try guy
you act out,
you twist it,
I bury my words and fix it,
I needed harmony
Cos you're just a tapestry,
Made out of broken things,
You could be anything at all,
But now you're just a collage,
Working in a local bar,
SO afraid that you could fall,
It doesn't take a million answers, from a million places to know one thing,
Cos you're just a tapestry,
Totally incomplete,
But you still completed me
That would've been fine 2 or 3 odd years ago,
It just hurts to see,
Looking up at me,
Your fractured soul on fire
You wanna be the nice girl,
the not girl,
the down to earth but still hot girl,
the cool girl,
The sweet girl
the any day of the week girl,
you move out you break down,
you find yourself a new town,
you won't find harmony
Cos you're just a tapestry,
Made out of broken things,
You could be anything at all,
But now you're just a collage,
Working in a local bar,
SO afraid that you could fall,
It doesn't take a million answers, from a million places to know one thing,
Cos you're just a tapestry,
Totally incomplete,
But you still completed me
I set myself up to fail,
keep my words locked up to no avail,
It just hurts to know, that not long ago,
You knew just where we stood
I tried to be the right guy,
The nice guy,
The listen to what you said guy,
the fun guy,
The shy guy,
The fed up but I still try guy
you act out,
you twist it,
I bury my words and fix it,
I needed harmony
Cos you're just a tapestry,
Made out of broken things,
You could be anything at all,
But now you're just a collage,
Working in a local bar,
SO afraid that you could fall,
It doesn't take a million answers, from a million places to know one thing,
Cos you're just a tapestry,
Totally incomplete,
But you still completed me
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Andrew Hutchinson
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